Last Christmas I was bored so I thought I would start taking pictures of random things. Once I took the picture I thought of a story to go with it. Here is the most recent picture and poetic thing that I have done.
As I sit upon this field, I feel the quiet hum of the world below.
While I watch the clouds move across the skyI see a dream I once knew, a story untold.
With my eyes wide, not wanting to miss a thing.
I see a bird high above making circles through the sky.
So much to see, so much to unfold.
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